24 definitely didn't have that kind of motivation, at least as an adult. The little 24 seemed ready to explore the cocoon. Or at least as far as he could get. Though, death threats were very motivational.

Paulie kept creeping towards her, his little legs shifting to help push him along. Some of the other henches cheering again. It was that kind of boring day.

Gary looked from the baby back to her. "Oh man, I am not ready for that either. Gonna be proud when he does, though." He admitted, hell, as freaked as he was, he was still very proud of the little guy. "Look at him go, he's ready wants to get to you." He added, shifting, so he was sitting with his legs crossed, propping his arm, so he could rest his head on his palm and watch.

Paulie finally reaching her and spitting out the pacifier onto the carpet.